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When the lights came on everybody looked to see who it was today. It was john. That was good for some, like Daddy, but not so good for me. john is okay, Papa, but he hurts (no he doesnt!) some of us sometimes (it’s a lie!) Papa, when we don’t do our work like sweeping the veranda and picking papers off the yard. I wonder if the Magdalenian men see it quite like that? Swanwick said. He put out a cold hand and thanked Scarfe for his hospitality. He turned and walked briskly out of the door toward the wingport where the St. Benedict trimjet lay awaiting him. With a puzzled expression on his face, GrahamScarfe stood watching him. A cold, unlovable man, he thought. "It is against the law," he said. One can complain no longer of the sexlessness of s-f after 1960s rash of novels which attempted to combine prognostication and pornography, and achieved only boredom—excepting when written by Philip Jose Farmer. Mr. Farmer’sFlesh, in particular, is astonishing: the most pria-pic book I have ever reviewed, in any genre, but quite legitimately so, using its picture of a hypersexed future to explore (and fascinatingly) some of the basic symbols of Jung and Frazer. Actually the night alerts are an important element in our selection as well as our training program. We have the men under constant observation, of course. You can tell a lot about how a man responds to an alert. Of course, all of the men are conditioned to come instantly awake with their riflesin their hands. But some would execute a simultaneous roll-away movement while at the same time cocking and aiming their weapons in the direction of the hostile sound which signaled the alert. The license applicant comes to window one and asks for a license. There he is told he must first fill out Form A at window two. At window two he is told that he cannot fill out Form A until he has executed Form B at window three. Harry works window three. His job is to tell the applicant that he cannot fill out Form B until he has executed Form A. Usually the applicant explodes at this point and says: Patrick smiled. "Weve never lost a customer." Borovetz placed a photograph in front of him:One of the first who was brought in to take part in the tests of the secret weapon was Sturmbannführer Yeschke. . . . The pharmacist racked his brains to think where he had seen this fellow in the black uniform. Then the colonel laid a pocket mirror by the side of the photograph and Hutzvalek sprang back. It was his own face looking up at him. Ex-rocketman Stine is now working for a research and development company in New York City, where he is closely associated with Col. William O. Davis, former chief of the USAF Office of Scientific Research. (Stines Time for Tom Swift, in Analog, January, 1961, some of Davis’s ideas on space flight, based on the notion that any practical system of transport must be “suitable for an aged grandmother visiting her grandchildren. . . .”) The article that follows is excerpted from a longer essay, “Science Fiction Is Too Conservative.”* * * * Not only was Sabina in sympathy with the cause, but she was herself an ardent suffragist. She had long considered herself to be aNew Woman, the term used to describe the modern woman who broke with the traditional role of wife and mother by working outside the home — an attitude encouraged by her late husband, Stephen, during their relatively short time together. His sudden death by an outlaws hand outside Denver,her work as a “Pink Rose” for the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and her subsequent move to San Francisco to join forces with John had all deepened and broadened her sense of independence; as the widowed co-owner of a highly respectable business, she was free of many of the strictures imposed on single and married women alike. While she had always supported the suffrage movement, she had been kept too busy to take as active a role as she would have liked. The ever-increasing number of women throughout the city and state who had joined the struggle, and the emergence of outspoken leaders suchas Amity Wellman, had convinced Sabina that she needed to give more of herself to the cause. And theres new hope for the moon too, you know: The U.S. Geological Survey found permafrost—a “rock-hard layer of ice that never thaws”—9,000 feet up in the High Sierras; the article said there might be such deposits on the moon. And Venus: Sir Bernard Lovell helped there. When the Soviet ship crashed. Sir Bernard was quoted as concerned about contamination of the planet by Earth bacteria. If itdidn’t have life, maybe now itdoes? Patrick shifted uncomfortably. "Its nearly ten oclock. He'll be here in a minute. You can read it to both of us, then." Nan Maxill realized how much she herself had changed, or been changed, since the fellow came. The world went on. The clouds of glory light up the landscape. Mr. Finneys most recent books include The Third level (Rinehart and Dell Book) and The Body Snatchers (Dell First Editions).* * * *.
